No. Looking at the Gudmundsson painting everyday for three years would have made me a better person. How wonderful. But no, instead my wall spoke the lanquid pathos of three skinny long-legged fatigued dancers without tutu's painted in a style that could be described as latter-day art deco. Even today I am depressed.

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